Chapter 173 She Sits on His Lap

His eyes were cold, and his expression was gloomy.

Dexter?

Lincoln remembered his name.

Lincoln brought Zayla to the audience, and they sat down.

Simon happened to sit in the seat across the aisle.

From the moment Zayla appeared as Lincoln’s female companion, his expression started to darken…

In his opinion, Lincoln was not his uncle, but an enemy who was competing with him for the person he loved!

He had asked Mark to follow Zayla, but he only learned how Lincoln and Zayla got.

along!

His heart was crushed into pieces again and again with great pain.

He could not sleep at night, and he always dreamed of her.

Gradually, he realized that…

He was going through what Zayla had gone through before. He was feeling the pain and breakdowns she used to undertake.

Simon endured the pain in his heart and furrowed his brows.

incomparably gentle, and his gaze only

seats so that

Simon.

block Simon’s view,

a low voice. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his veins

Soon, the race began.

0.6-mile race track was divided into the preliminary round, the

the preliminary round, and they had

had been training a few days ago, and the news about her record of 58

was assigned

the fourth group’s race began, she had to go to the locker room to put on a uniform

to leave with

just as she walked past Lincoln, he

balance, and she fell and

and wanted to stand up, but

“Little girl.

“Don’t be nervous.”

and deep voice made her cool

very clear that Marlowe was sitting on

was the best chance to attract Marlowe’s attention, and it was

opportunity could not

nodded and

curled

was sitting across the aisle, had a cold face. And the veins on the

hand were terrifyingly bulging!

and got

at

were ready for the race were changing their clothes and

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